A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

was born at

who picked the name

there was a simple building with windows that had a Light green

cup of hot cocoa in a warm house while looking at the snow white

individual was trapped in a room all year round, no matter how beautiful the scenery was,

His thin

doctor had almost given up

lived two months

him with a glass of water and

time for you to take the medicine,”

seemed like he had not heard

while, he murmured, “Today is the

twitched when

of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated,

her favorite food,” Mark

response to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and

to fumble in his pocket for his

then, he stopped and shook

he never did. It seemed it was better if he never called her at all. He knew she

call her,” he said to

to give

to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass of

“Please take your medicine.

pumpkin

medicines from him and swallowed them without a

a nurse came in to help

she was done, Mark

on his phone got weaker and weaker until he finally fell

Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream and it

where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He

doctor had almost given up on

alive. He had lived two months

behind him with a glass of water and medicine in

time for you to take the medicine,” Peter reminded him

seemed like he had

while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It

when

“Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always

also her favorite food,”

“How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby? The baby

heard this, he began to fumble in his

he stopped and shook his

had thought about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was better if he never

call her,” he

give

was very sad to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass

“Please take your medicine.

to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can

him and swallowed

a nurse came in to help put on the

was done, Mark looked sideways at

on his phone got weaker and

rare for Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream and it was about

Alexis. He dreamed

behavior was much like that

a while and call him “Uncle Mark” when she got caught

in

gently stroked his

this point, Mark

room were white, just like the

closed his

he needed

ward, but he felt cold all over his body. He felt Life without Cecilia

had probably gone to buy

nurse was

really wanted to return home. He missed his

missed those wisteria flowers in the Evans Gardon, the food Zoey cooked, and the apartment on Gamous Road, which was where he used to live with

knew he couldn’t change anything

would never give up as long

continued to hate him, even if he wouldn’t survive and have her back… He

was determined to stay

now, he was finding it

to make

he grew up. The plane would be so fast that it would get to Czanch

go there because

trembled as he thought

Peter came back to

a snowstorm on

The pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said to his boss with a

just then, he saw the paper planes Mark had been making and he

the paper planes and smiled at him,

have some of your

Mark only actually

more than

put down the spoon because he felt

eyes and

to go back home and have a family reunion,”

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him. But

it, Mark’s phone rang. It was a

around 4

he looked at the caller ID. For a

it. Maybe Edwin misses you,” Peter urged in

into

boy,” he

Edwin, he decided to answer the phone. It was an international call, so the signal

sounded a little

gave birth to a girl.

had given birth to a

phone trembled so violently that he

silence, Waylen said, “Mark,

Mark closed his eyes.

Waylen continued, “Rena will take a flight to come see you next week. I’ll ask her to take

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

silence, Waylen said, “Mark, no matter

that except for the emotional entanglement with

had sacrificed too much in the first half of his life. He didn’t deserve to end up like

Mark sniffed and put down the

duration of the call, he never even

had been discussed since all

“What happened?” he asked.

he looked up at Peter and said, “Cecilia has given birth to a baby girl. She’s

happy to hear this and he did

great,” he said with

good sign on the first day of the new year.

in agreement and began to stroke one of the paper planes he

really wanted to fly back home to see Cecilia and

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a glance would be

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